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"Sister, you clearly provoked me first, how can you ignore me~"
Looking at the boy in front of me with tear-filled eyes and a whiny voice, I truly felt at a loss.
What could I do? I had to comfort him first.
But provoke? What was going on?
"You, get up first. I'm not ignoring you."
I pushed away his hand that was wrapped around me and looked at the boy who stood up and was suddenly a head taller than me, feeling my own momentum weaken.
"You just said I provoked you first, what do you mean? Didn't we only officially meet when we started our freshman year?"
I stared blankly at the boy in front of me.
"Sister, you little scoundrel, there's no one here, and you're still trying to make me angry!"
Seeing the boy about to blow up again, I immediately called for a halt.
Wasn't it you who made me think?
Are you saying we were dating back in high school, but because I wanted to focus on my studies, I didn't want to draw attention and didn't let you tell anyone else?
I sorted through what I had just heard, and suddenly felt a jolt in my heart. Although my memory was a bit hazy and I wasn't sure if what he said was true, he had no reason to lie to me. If that were the case, then when I saw him recently and pretended not to know him, followed by mentioning someone very important to me while keeping my distance from him for so long...
Help! Right now, I would either be exposed as a scoundrel or completely revealed.
I timidly glanced at the suddenly quiet boy.
No, I had to stay calm; at least I couldn't expose myself now.
"You—"
Just as I was about to say something, he interrupted me.
"Sister, do you have someone else you like outside? Tell me, and I'll beat him up."
Looking at this little brat with an imposing expression, this wouldn't do.
"Ji Xuanmo!"
With my shout, he immediately quieted down.
Seeing the boy suddenly behave himself made me feel a bit embarrassed; I might have been a bit too harsh. My tone gradually softened.
"I haven't been avoiding you; it's just that I bumped my head a while ago and my memory got a bit fuzzy. Plus, I've been busy lately, so I didn't contact you."
There was no way around it; I really had no excuse to explain other than using the universal line about amnesia.
Before I could feel anxious about it, the boy suddenly leaned closer to me and startled me.
Looking at the boy who was carefully touching his own head while constantly saying comforting words, my tendency to cry kicked in again.
"Big sister, why are you crying? Did I hurt your wound?"
The boy immediately stopped his hand and hurriedly wiped his own tears.
"No, no."
I really lacked persuasiveness; while saying it was nothing, tears were still streaming down my face. No matter how this life of Xue Ying turned out, in my memories, I had never been cared for like this before. When I was younger and scraped my leg, I was laughed at by my family and treated as a topic for dinner conversation. They even accused me of being overly sensitive. After that, I never dared to voice my grievances again because no one would care; others would just think I was useless.
But here, I had a loving grandfather, a good friend named Guo Guo who treated me well, and Xuanmo, who worried about me and even got jealous for me. I felt a bit too happy.
"By the way, Xuanmo, I just forgot to ask you, why do you call me 'big sister'?"
The two of us were sitting in a café talking. At this point, I had calmed down and looked at the boy in front of me as I asked.
"Big sister, don't you remember? When I was little, I was so small and often bullied by others. Because I looked very fair-skinned, I was often called a sissy. It was you who helped me fight back and taught me how to retaliate, saying that from then on, I would be your little brother and no one could bully me as long as you were around. But then you suddenly disappeared."
"I only saw you again in high school, but it seemed like you didn’t remember me. But it’s okay; big sister is still with me."
The boy in front of me smiled as he recalled the past. However, I suddenly froze at that moment.
"You mean to say that when you were little, I helped you chase away the bullies?"
"Yes! You were so cool back then!" Ji Xuanmo proudly said.
Hearing this made a scene flash through my mind: it was during the New Year when I was eight years old. At school, I accidentally broke a girl's badge and later secretly bought her a new one with my pocket money without telling my family. But that girl said what I bought was fake and demanded money from me; if I didn’t pay up, she would tell others that I was a thief. Many kids didn’t know the truth and thought I really was a thief; they refused to play with me.
Fearing being alienated by everyone, I secretly gave a little of my pocket money to that girl every day. Later, my dad found out about it. He didn't listen to my explanation and thought I was being dishonest, accusing me of stealing someone else's things, breaking them, and even taking money from home. He hit me, and I felt unjustified; I hadn't stolen anything. The money was my own saved pocket money, but my dad would rather believe a stranger than me. I ran out of the house in tears.
Just then, I saw a small, thin boy being bullied by a group of boys who were mocking him. At that moment, I seemed to see my own reflection in the little boy. I didn't know where the courage came from, but I stepped forward to help him. Later, I shared many of my grievances with him, and we became good friends, promising to meet again in the future. However, when I returned to the meeting place later, I never saw that boy again.
"How is this possible?" Isn't this reality? But why did something from a dream happen? I couldn't explain it. From that moment on, I gradually began to accept Xuanmo.
"Sister, sister, what's wrong?" Ji Xuanmo looked at the suddenly dazed girl, thinking he had said something wrong.
"It's nothing; I just thought about our childhood. But Xuanmo, you're not being honest~ Didn't we agree that you would call me sister? So how did we end up as a couple?" I teased, watching as the boy's face suddenly turned red and a smile appeared on his lips. Youth is wonderful; I just didn't expect that this remark would bring trouble.
"Sister, how can you say that?" Ji Xuanmo coughed lightly.
"Ah?"
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